Thanks John. I’m curious how Hodgins treated it. Tried to Google but unsuccessfully. Can you let me know the poem title? The theme itself appears to be one that has appealed to poets.
doesn’t appear to be online but the poet watches a flock of them grubbing when ‘ Suddenly they all took off. It was probably me. They swung around twice as if looking fora way out’
Dancing on Frozen Beaver Ponds 
How breath-taking and majestic are nature’s wonders. Wow!
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Absolutely!
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Perfect.
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Fantastic.
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Thanks Bob!
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yes, that turning away; it happens in Hodgins poem too; you’ve nailed it: it’s something that we are —
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Thanks John. I’m curious how Hodgins treated it. Tried to Google but unsuccessfully. Can you let me know the poem title? The theme itself appears to be one that has appealed to poets.
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doesn’t appear to be online but the poet watches a flock of them grubbing when ‘ Suddenly they all took off. It was probably me. They swung around twice as if looking fora way out’
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Sounds like a similar experience. And thought… moments before seeing myself (then life itself) in the birds behaviour.
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Your poem is so beautiful!! The turning away – reminds me of that Pink Floyd song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xEMy34qhQe4
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Thank you! For a poem to bring Pink Floyd to mind is quite a compliment! Great to watch the video – thanks for that as well.
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